TEST DRIVE MEME

[fairyfoes]

TEST DRIVE MEME

Considering apping to EACHDRAIDH? Why not give the setting a test run here! OPTIONAL SCENARIOS 01. ARRIVING IN THE DRABWURLD. The Seelie and Unseelie courts welcome you with mirthful revelry and hearty food. After you have been briefed on your purpose here, you will find an endless feast and a night filled with entertainment to placate your concerns. Mingle with new arrivals, sneak down the castle halls and make sure your eyes are always on your glass; fairies and imps have no bias when it comes to tricks! 02. THE STATION. Looking for a little slice of home? The Station gives you all that and more. Take advantage of the wifi, have a cup of fairy-brewed coffee (the one they didn't spit in) or sit back and relax on the patio. You can even move your things into one of the available rooms! 03. WILDCARD. Your own scenario! Explore the Drabwurld or simply take advantage of your Locket!

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anna { frozen }

[zomer]

[ most people might take this sudden appearance in a new land, as well as an explanation of drafting and an information dump of wars in other lands and shards of a jewel as something to worry about. most people might wonder what is going on, and why, how did they get here, how do they get out. there are so many questions that most people would probably ask.

anna? anna doesn't have time for that. not that she doesn't wonder about the logistics of how she ended up here, and what it means that she's now fighting a war, but her attentions aren't focused only on that. no, instead she's much more interested in the feast, in the people, in the sights and sounds and smells. so apologies in advance if she kind of bumps into anyone as she's walking around. she can get a little excited while she's in the moment - the seriousness can sink in later.

because now? this is an adventure ]

[aphrodisiacs]

[ alisha doesn't give a shit about any wars. it's none of her business — and it sure as hell won't start to be. she wasn't made for this, all this fighting and all this bullshit — she can barely handle having a fucking superpower. ]

[ but what she can handle, however, is a free feast. and while she's sulking and afraid and misses home, she picks up a plate and piles the food on. they don't provide this shit in the community centre, after all — and she might as well make the most of it. it doesn't hurt that this'll make rudy jealous as fuck when she goes back and tells him she dined for free in some bullshit world. ]

[ she's picking up a glass when someone bumps into her. she stumbles, just a little, and her plate tips only slightly. her heart thumps — she's thankful the food she's piled on hasn't quite made itself home on the floor. ]

[ but she's so on edge that her tone shifts into that of a blade. ] Er. [ she frowns and says, rather meanly: ] Watch where you're going.

[glacio]

[ meanwhile, Elsa is just trying very hard not to panic. or feel anything too much, at the risk of her powers reacting to it. she's learned to accept her gift, sure, she's even learned to see the beauty in it and love it. but she's still learning to control them, and being carried away by imps isn't exactly on her list of things that make her feel Calm and Zen and In Control. so she's trying her best to take in her surroundings and handle herself, all while acting like the queen she was destined to be while doing it. with poise, and maturity, and grace, and- ]

Oh!

[ -and blurting out things like OH! and squeezing your eyes shut and sucking in a breath all to avoid turning the ground under their feet into fluffy white snow when someone just barely bumps into you in a crowded place. yes. very graceful. ]

--Anna?

Anna.

[ OH THANK GOD ]

[acceleratings]

[ in some ways, tommy feels the same way. adventure is great. being snatched from his own world and into one where he's put in a crappy situation... not so much. but, he'll make do with what he's got. because he's got to and tommy really isn't one to roll over and let anyone walk all over him.

so, he's keeping that guard up beneath the surface of smiles, sarcasm and jokes. undetectable, he thinks. and that's enough.

he's had his fill of the feast, for now, and wants to go stretch his legs, so to speak. his head is down—for just a moment, there was one last piece of bread in his hand that he shoved so gentlemanly into his mouth—and his shoulder collides with another solid body.

a muffled noise is started, intending to be a word, but he chokes. then coughs. this could be going better. ]

Sorry— [ a smile is given, charming as he can muster. which, btw, is quite charming. ] Didn't knock anything lose, did I?